Back in 2002 as a doctor

After dinner, it was getting light, Zhou Congwen said, "Han Chu, go back and rest first."

Hearing Zhou Congwen call himself "you", Director Han let out a sigh of relief.

Calling you nicely, this is provocation.It's better that you are more pleasant to listen to.

"No." Director Han also had the idea of ​​sending the Buddha to the West, "Professor Zhou, let's go and have a look together, and then I have to report to Dean Chen as soon as possible and contact the TV station for an interview."

Zhou Congwen chuckled.

It seems that Dean Chen and Director Han have become obsessed with the matter of showing his face to publicize.

That night, when he went to Dean Chen's house with his Moutai, he kept nagging himself about what he wanted, but he refused without hesitation.

But that’s okay, it’s just the right time to use it now.

When I came to the hospital, the night nurse was busy.

In the morning, there were countless blood samples that needed to be collected, and countless breast bottles that needed to be changed... This has reduced the nurses' labor a lot after Zhou Congwen's operation became large-scale.

"Busy." Zhou Congwen said with a smile on his face, "Where's Shen Lang?"

"Professor Zhou, Brother Shen is sleeping in the duty room." The nurse replied in the midst of her busy schedule.

Then she saw Director Han following Zhou Congwen, and she shivered in fright, the blood sample in her hand almost fell to the ground.

Zhou Congwen went straight to the duty room, and he entered without pushing the door, but raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Buzz~~~"

No one spoke in the duty room, but there was a strange buzzing sound.

"Hold on."

After the buzzing, the voice of the doctor on duty came out.

Director Han was taken aback, his expression a little ugly.But Zhou Congwen raised his hand with a smile, and pressed it down, signaling Director Han to be calm.

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Note: Quoted from "Water of the Canglang".

Chapter 1048 Night Shift Syndrome

"It's me." Seeing that the doctor on duty woke up, Zhou Congwen walked in.

The cardiothoracic doctor on duty was from another group. He didn't get up, but lay flat on the bed with a cuff on his elbow, and was inflating it to measure his blood pressure.

The buzzing sound just now was the sound from the blood pressure monitor.

Zhou Congwen was taken aback.

"You are..."

"Professor Zhou, sit down first, I'll take your blood pressure." The doctor on duty was a little embarrassed, but he immediately relaxed when he saw Zhou Congwen coming in.

However, he didn't see Han Chu behind Zhou Congwen.

"Night shift syndrome?" Zhou Congwen asked with a smile.

He took a look and saw that Shen Lang was lying on the bed with the child next to him. He blocked the outside, sleeping soundly carefully.

This man is really capable of causing trouble, Zhou Congwen thought.

"Professor Zhou, you really know how to joke. I'm on the night shift, not sick."

In 2017, night shift syndrome was included in ICD-10 and became a disease name under the classification, officially becoming a diagnosis.

It is now 2003, so in the eyes of the doctor on duty, Zhou Congwen is just a joke.

Zhou Congwen didn't correct or explain. He looked at the sphygmomanometer with a smile, "Electronic ones, very few."

"There is a knock on the door in the middle of the night. As long as the nurse doesn't kick the door, there's no rush. I'll take a blood pressure test, so as not to faint on the way." The doctor on duty sighed.

Blood pressure 150/90 mm Hg.

"Fortunately, lower it a bit." The doctor on duty said, "Professor Zhou, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, when did your blood pressure get high?"

"I don't know the exact time, but the blood pressure will naturally rise when there are more night shifts. Once I went to the doctor for a consultation, and my mind was confused. The doctor in their department was experienced and asked me to measure my blood pressure. That time was really scary. 180 /110 mm Hg."

"Which department?"

"Miserable." The doctor on duty said a homonym.

"Hahaha." Zhou Congwen laughed in a low voice.

I haven't heard of obstetrics called misfortune for a long time.But to be honest, obstetrics is really miserable.

It's okay, after a few years, the fertility rate will drop, and the poor family will not be busy.

The doctor on duty sat up, his face flushed immediately, and his blood pressure probably skyrocketed.

Because, he saw Director Han behind Zhou Congwen.

Before he even had time to put on his shoes, the doctor on duty suddenly stood barefoot on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "Chu Han!"

"The blood pressure is high, so please slow down other than rescue." Director Han said with a smile.

Facing Director Han's coercive power and current gentleness, the doctor on duty was at a loss.

"Let's rest, I'll accompany Professor Zhou to see the child." Director Han raised his right hand and pressed it down.

The doctor on duty took half a step back cautiously.

"How many years have you been on duty?" Zhou Congwen asked casually to ease the awkward atmosphere.

"6."

"The old driver is fine." Zhou Congwen said, "Being bored and emotionally unstable before the night shift; nervous and anxious during the night shift; insomnia, dizziness and fatigue after the night shift. These are all normal. Go back to catch up on sleep if you have nothing to do. The body is important."

Zhou Congwen said a few words to the heart of the doctor on duty. It seems that Professor Zhou is also the kind who is very busy on night shifts... No, he is so young, he can work on night shifts for several years!

"I have a colleague in Jianghai City, a nurse. When she works the night shift, she is in a particularly bad mood. Going to work is like going to a grave. It's not just for fun."

"Hey, I think so too." Seeing Director Han's expression flat and Professor Zhou joking, the doctor on duty relaxed, "Every time I feel like I can't take it anymore, I think about the emergency department and the obstetrics department, and my mood changes. Can be better."

Zhou Congwen calmed down the mood of the doctor on duty, then woke up Shen Lang, and began to examine the child.

The child has pulmonary stenosis, and the diagnosis is relatively clear. As for the operation, it is relatively simple for Zhou Congwen.

It may be a major operation for Zhang Youhe's previous open heart surgery.But for cardiac interventional surgery, it is actually not difficult.

Although it cannot be said that he is fully recovered, he is exactly the same as a normal person, but Zhou Congwen is confident that there is a high probability that he will basically recover his functions.

Shen Lang breathed out, seeing Zhou Congwen finished his body check, and asked, "Congwen, we don't break the law, right?"

"Don't make trouble." Zhou Congwen knew that there was something wrong with Shen Lang's brain circuit, so Shen Lang could only ask such a question, "Treat the illness properly, there is nothing wrong with it."

After finishing speaking, he saw Shen Lang's expression was a bit weird, and guessing something, he smiled and comforted him, "Don't worry, if you are willing to adopt, let Han Chu take you through the formalities."

"I don't!" Shen Lang was taken aback by Zhou Congwen's words.

"You don't have to adopt if you don't want to. There are social welfare institutions, don't worry." Zhou Congwen said, "As for the others..."

"There are so many rules that I don't understand, and I was worried all night. Han Chu, you know." Shen Lang said angrily.

Director Han glanced at Shen Lang, said with a smile, "Doctor Shen, let me tell you something."

As soon as Shen Lang heard the word gossip, Shen Lang's eyes twinkled like stars.

"The country has policies to help the poor, do you know?" Director Han asked.

Shen Lang shook his head.

"In a village, there is an old man who is 79 years old and his son is 60 years old. There are only two of them in the family. Because of poverty alleviation, the 60-year-old one lives in a nursing home and enjoys national policies."

"What happened later?" Shen Lang asked.

He didn't fear Director Han like a tiger in the Second Hospital of other medical universities, and he spoke more casually.

After all, Shen Lang is a person covered by Zhou Congwen, different from other doctors.Seeing Shen Lang's attitude towards Han Chu, the doctor on duty was very envious.

"The 79-year-old man does not enjoy the poverty alleviation policy because he has a son."

"..." Shen Lang was startled.

This is simply black humor.

But when I think about it again, things in the world are so strange and intricate, and they don't make sense.

Some people may think that there is one rule that can cover everything. Thinking this way is the biggest joke.

Shen Lang chuckled and understood Director Han's meaning.

People have to adapt to the situation, and those who are responsible will take everything down.

To say it had to be Zhou Congwen, as soon as he came back, things started to develop in a good direction.

As for the child, Shen Lang looked at Zhou Congwen.

"After the treatment, the child will be sent to a social welfare institution. You don't have to worry about who wants to adopt it. And you won't need to take care of it for a while, don't worry."

"I'm not... I'm just..." Shen Lang stammered.

"Hahaha." Zhou Congwen patted Shen Lang on the shoulder, "You don't know how to take care of me, I know."

Shen Lang let out a sigh of relief, Zhou Congwen really knew what he was thinking.

"That's it, get up and wash up."

"What about the child?"

"Send the newborn first, adjust the state, and then prepare for the operation." Zhou Congwen finalized the matter.

Chapter 1049 Shen Lang's Brain Is Not Well Developed

Zhang You came to work enthusiastically.

With regard to the chest pain center, he has completely let go of all the previous entanglements. Zhou Congwen can pose in whatever posture he needs. This is no longer empty talk.

Whether it's a bed in the ward, or you have to cooperate with Teng Fei to perform the operation, or even hand over part of the personnel and financial rights!

As long as I bring myself in this year's surgery, it will be fine to be number one in the world next year.

No. [-] in the world, this golden look made Zhang You salivate.Every time I think of these four words, my saliva has to digest the big die.

He also heard from the professor under his command that Xiao Kai wrote in lengthy articles on the promotion board of the Cardiothoracic Surgery Department of Baishui Central Hospital that Xiao Kai won the first place in the world.

This is the glory that should belong to him!

When Zhang You thought of this, he couldn't help complaining and heartbroken.

Who would have thought that in Zhou Congwen's hometown, that young man squatted on the ground and drew a picture, and then he could... No, that technique was from this year, but Zhou Congwen did get the number one in the world.

Recently, whenever Zhang You thinks of being number one in the world, his whole body lightens up.

The establishment of the Chest Pain Center, from Dean Chen to Director Han, to Zhang You himself, has been given the green light all the way without hindrance.

Zhang You has already started to think about what to ask for on the bulletin board after he becomes the number one in the world next year.

Walking into the ward, Zhang You was taken aback by the sound of a baby crying.

His most annoying, annoying, annoying thing is the congenital heart disease of the newborn.

The operation on the son of Geng Haoran, the eldest brother of the underworld, became Zhang You's lingering nightmare.

Moreover, Zhang You is one of the few people. Since then, he has never confiscated a newborn congenital heart disease patient, and asked the patient's family to take the child to a higher-level hospital for treatment.

Faced with these troubles, Zhang You chose to confess directly.

To push patients, as long as a doctor with some clinical experience knows it, Zhang You is especially good at it.

Who the hell is this, dare to accept children with congenital heart disease!

After hearing the cry of the child, Zhang You's good mood in the morning disappeared, and he thought viciously to see which professor led the group to admit the patient, and he must give him a good look.

But the direction of the sound was a bit strange, Zhang You followed the sound and walked over, and found...

It turned out to be from the duty room.

The familiar voice of Zhou Congwen also came from the duty room.